Chapter 69 - Chapter 69: Murder (2)
Chapter 69: Murder (2)
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Her eyes were filled with killing intent. She had only wanted to teach him a small lesson, but now she changed her mind. She grabbed the man’s hand and kicked his knee. The young man lost his balance and knelt down with a thud.
With this fall, his original plan of slashing the knife at song Qing’s neck was naturally ruined. In order to maintain his balance, he had to support himself with his elbows. Just as he was about to stand up, song Qing had already raised her leg and stepped on his back.
She didn’t show any mercy. The sound of bones cracking could be heard. The man was stepped on the ground, but this time, he didn’t even make a sound. He passed out from the pain.
It all happened too quickly. From the moment the young man held the knife to the moment song qingxiao attacked, it only took a few breaths for the young man to be crippled.
Brother Mai’s eyes flickered, and he immediately turned around to run. At this point, song qingxiao would not let him leave so easily.
She touched her waist and took out the long whip. Song qingxiao did not want to hurt people in front of her house and cause trouble, so she did not use much strength when she threw the whip. She only wanted to entangle the person.
The whip whizzed out and wrapped around brother Mai’s left leg. He strode out too fast with his right leg, so song qingxiao pulled the whip and brother mai fell to the ground with a loud thud.
He groaned and tried to get up with his hands on the ground, but song qingxiao did not give him the chance. She rushed forward, grabbed his hair, and pressed his upper body down again. Brother Mai’s head hit the ground with a loud ‘Dong’. He tried to resist in his dizziness, but song Qing clenched her fist and hit him on the back of his head.
Even though she had controlled her strength, the punch still caused a great deal of damage to brother mai. When song Qing let go of his hair, he fell to the ground and could not get up.
She put away the long whip, locked the door, and grabbed the two men. She walked along the small path in front of her house, avoiding the alley where she had been assassinated before. She left the two men in a remote corner and turned to leave.
When she returned to her house, she carried the two barrels of gasoline into the house, picked up the cigarettes and lighters that the two men had left on the ground, and put away the dagger left by the young man. She found the nails that had fallen on the ground and pulled the iron chain down by herself, barely hanging it up.
After doing all this, she went to the back of the house and entered the house through the window.
Because she had strengthened her body, she had already sweated a lot. In addition, she had gone out to solve the problem. After taking a shower and returning to her room, she remembered what had happened tonight.
She didn’t know if it was because of a psychological change, but she didn’t feel uneasy after hurting someone tonight.
Tang Yun, who was next door, was still fast asleep and had no idea what had happened tonight.
At this point, song qingxiao was sure that what happened tonight was not a coincidence.
Although brother mai and the young man did not reveal any important information, she had heard their conversation when she was strengthening her body. The two were here for her and her mother. They had even inquired about their identities and information, so they were not acting rashly.
Someone wanted to kill them, but who was the person who wanted to kill her?
Her mother had been drunk for many years, and she had followed the rules her entire life. She had been introverted for the first twenty years and did not dare to cause trouble. She should not have offended her.
However, more than a month ago, she was assassinated on her way home from work for no reason. More than a month later, two people suddenly appeared to want to kill her and her daughter. Who was the person behind this?
She took out the dagger that she had received from the young man and the dagger that had almost killed her.
From the outside, the two daggers did not have the slightest similarity.
The dagger in the young man’s hand looked silver and shiny, but it was actually light and simple. The wooden handle was light and floating in his fingertips, without any texture.
She scraped the blade with her finger. The blade was extremely thin, as if it was a shoddy product that she had bought from a street stall.
However, the other dagger was different. This dagger had a special shape, and it was definitely unforgettable. The entire blade was black, and the blade was sharp. She flicked the blade gently, and the dagger let out a crisp sound..